The Lord of Rebirth is sick

A few days later, Su Yan received a letter from Bai Ling.Looking at those simple words, his heroic brows were wrinkled, and he hurriedly unfolded the three paintings, looked carefully, and the look of surprise in his eyes became more intense.

After getting up and walking around the study for a few times, he carefully put away the three portraits and hurried to the ink garden.

It was already noon at this time, Wen Moxian had just finished his meal, and was practicing calligraphy in the study at this time, Gu Liuxi was watching her from the side, grinding ink in his hand.

Hearing the movement, Wen Moxian put the pen in his hand on the pen holder: "Ayan, is there something wrong?"

Su Yan looked a little dignified, and nodded: "Bai Ling sent a message, so... the portraits of the three people have already been sent. Because they found something, but they are not sure, so... please read it again, master."

Wen Moxian naturally noticed Su Yan's strangeness, raised his eyebrows and nodded slightly.

On the side, Gu Liuxi reached out to catch what Su Yan handed over, and handed it to Wen Moxian.

Seeing that she was about to unfold the three portraits, Su Yan hesitated and said, "Master, don't be too surprised later."

Wen Moxian raised his eyebrows, but his movements kept flattening the portrait.

The third painting was halfway through, revealing half of a gentle man's face, with lifelike eyes, as if looking at them through the portrait.Wen Moxian's hands stopped suddenly, and he didn't make any further moves.

Seeing her like this, Gu Liuxi quickly turned her head to look over, and was a little dazed for a moment, those eyes were so familiar.She frowned and looked at Wen Mo Xian with some astonishment.

At this moment, Wen Moxian was staring straight into the eyes of the person in the painting, his lips were pursed and pale, then his hands trembled, and he finally unfolded the painting completely.Her voice was a little erratic, and she said in a low voice: "I'm sure it's not wrong."

Su Yan's face was full of worry: "Bai Ling said, Liu Zhengyi has seen it, and these three pictures are very close, especially... the eyes of the one in your hand are the most similar."

Wen Moxian bent slightly at this moment, looked down at the portrait, then seemed to lose his strength, and sat down, Gu Liuxi's face turned pale in shock, and hurriedly approached and said, "Mo Xian!"

Su Yan also exclaimed in shock: "Master!"

Wen Moxian shook his head, indicating that he was fine, and looked at Gu Liuxi reassuringly, then his gaze remained on the person in the painting.

After a while, she reached out for a pen, Gu Liuxi understood and spread out a piece of rice paper for her.

Wen Moxian took the pen, stared blankly at the white paper in front of him, and finally wrote it after a while.The tip of the pen wandered around, outlining the outline of a person. Wen Moxian seemed to be in another world at this moment, just staring at his pen, after a few pauses, added a few strokes, and then stopped.

On that paper was a very handsome man, with warm and refined eyebrows, a particularly soft smile in his eyes, and the slight curvature of the corner of his mouth, but he could feel that kind of pampering.

Gu Liuxi looked at the man with a dazed expression, and the memory lost in time gradually became clearer.This look is the usual look of that person. Whenever he looks at them, it is like this, which makes people feel extremely warm and trustworthy.Even in the bloody sky, when the man looked at them for the last time, he was still like this.

She felt that her throat was a bit blocked, and the soreness in her heart could not be ignored. She looked at Wen Mo Xian who was in a daze, and changed her voice in a low voice: "Mo Xian."

Wen Mo Xian could hear the tremor in her voice, and forced a smile.Looking down at the two portraits, with dissimilar faces but identical outlines, he opened his mouth after a while: "I thought I couldn't remember it, it's been too long..."

Her voice was very soft, as if a gust of wind could blow it away, as if she was whispering to herself, or whispering to the person in the painting again.

Gu Liuxi felt pain in her heart, and hearing Mo Xian like this made her extremely uncomfortable. She reached out to hold her cold hand, and said hoarsely: "How can I forget? Even if I don't remember the appearance, those feelings will never be forgotten." .”

Su Yan was at a loss at this moment, maybe he shouldn't have shown this to his master.However, they just doubted, how could they make a decision based on those eyes alone?But with the appearance of the master now, and those two contrasting paintings, I'm afraid the guess is correct.

Wen Moxian looked at Gu Liuxi's red eyes, his expression finally became more relaxed, and said softly: "I'm fine, I just have some feelings for a while."

Then she carefully looked at the three portraits, and said, "They should be covering up their appearance, but if nothing is wrong, this person should be my father."

Hearing the helplessness in Wen Moxian's words, Gu Liuxi and Su Yan were a little silent, just watching her silently.

Then Wen Moxian smiled wryly in a low voice: "I don't understand why? What is their purpose in doing this?"

Gu Liuxi knew that this would have a huge impact on Wen Moxian, and she might be a little confused at this moment.She looked up at Su Yan, indicating that she was here, Su Yan nodded, and stepped back carefully.

Gu Liuxi reached for the portrait on the table, and said softly, "Mo Xian, what are you worried about?"

Wen Moxian slowly raised his head, looked at her, and shook his head dejectedly after a while.

Gu Liuxi stroked her hand: "Actually, it's a good thing to find out here. If this person is a father, then there must be Lin Yintian among them. As for the other person..."

Wen Moxian looked at the interface and said: "According to the time when Meng Xianting missed the dart, I'm afraid it's Xiao Yan, the young master of Mingjian Villa."

"So Mo Xian, although I don't know why father wants to go with them and hand over the sword to Meng Xianting for escort, but according to his temperament, he will never do something like robbing the darts. It is very possible for Lin Yintian and Xiao Yan .”

Wen Moxian paused for a moment, then nodded, she knew her father's character, but was just entangled in why he gave the sword to Meng Xianting for a moment.

Seeing that she had recovered, Gu Liuxi felt relieved. Thinking about these three people and Wen Mo Xian's mention of their entanglement before, she squinted her eyes and asked Wen Mo Xian, "Mo Xian, dad When did Xiao Yan break up?"

Wen Moxian's eyes flickered: "According to Uncle Gong, it was about September in the third year of Tianyuan. But Meng Xianting missed a dart in the middle of August in the third year of Tianyuan."

Hearing Wen Moxian's words, Gu Liuxi knew that Wen Moxian had thought of something with her: "In just half a month, father broke up with his friend who had known him for many years, and even almost killed Xiao Yan, according to father's character , The seriousness of this matter is self-evident. So it is very possible that the person who robbed the darts was Xiao Yan, and that's why you got angry?"

Wen Moxian lowered his eyes slightly: "It's reasonable, and the reason why Mingjian Villa and Lin Yintian joined forces to deal with father in the end may have something to do with it."

Looking at the portrait painted by Wen Moxian, Gu Liuxi couldn't help but feel a little sad. He never thought of plotting against others, and treated his friends sincerely. Why did he end up like this in the end.But that hypocritical and treacherous person is now living recklessly.

"Father broke with Xiao Yan at the beginning, I'm afraid he didn't expect that the people who grew up with him and lived through life and death may have already colluded with Xiao Yan."

Gu Liuxi looked at Wen Moxian, who had a chill in his eyes, and quickly took over the conversation: "The most important thing at the moment is to find out why Lin Yintian wants those two pieces of jade, and why is he looking for Chun Junjian? The sword that Meng Xianting escorted was He Jian, why did father ask him to give it, and what is the purpose of robbing the dart? Is there any connection between these?"

Wen Moxian nodded, picked up a pen and began to write on the letterhead, dried the ink, stuffed it into the envelope, and said, "Moying."

In an instant, a black figure flashed in from outside the door and said in a low voice, "Master."

"Send this letter to Ah Ling, don't delay."

Mo Ying responded and left quickly.

Gu Liuxi watched from the side, and also caught a glimpse of what she wrote, and asked after pondering: "Do you think these answers should start from the Nether Sect?"

"Yes, the two pieces of jade that my father gave me have never left him before, and he once said that they are family tokens, and Lin Yintian wants them. .”

Gu Liuxi frowned: "But didn't father give up the position of leader to Lin Yintian? Although the congregation did not admit it, father should have given him these two pieces of jade before."

Wen Moxian said in a low voice: "Maybe Dad deliberately didn't give Lin Yintian?"

"Intentional?" Gu Liuxi was a little puzzled, and then she seemed to understand: "Actually, father doesn't completely trust Lin Yintian, at least he is worried about this jade."

"Although Lin Yintian is not recognized by the congregation, it does not mean that he has no reputation. In addition to his friendship with his father, Ran Qingying's identity does not need that piece of jade to prove his identity, at least not two pieces of jade. So he wants Jade has other uses, and you must have two pieces. Then, as a token of the leader of the Nether Sect, besides being a sign of identity, it should have other uses."

"Since it's related to the Nether Sect, it's natural to find the answer from the Nether Sect, right?" Gu Liuxi's eyes lit up, she looked at Wen Moxian, and couldn't hide her admiration in her eyes.

Wen Moxian, who was amused by her appearance, bent the corners of his mouth: "Why is that expression?"

Gu Liuxi still looked at her, and pretended to think while resting her chin, "Tell me, why is your brain so good?"

Wen Moxian laughed "puchi", and looked at her with bright eyes: "Could it be that Xi'er feels that her head is not working well?"

Gu Liuxi raised her eyebrows: "I'm praising you, can't you hear it? What are you doing to hurt me?"

"It won't hurt you. You said I have a good brain, so I must find a daughter-in-law who is as good as a brain. Well, do you think I'm hurting you?"

Seeing the smile in her eyes, and a gentle light, Gu Liuxi blushed a little, but said firmly: "What if your brain is not working well in this area, what should you do?" If you feel stupid, isn't that hurting yourself?

Wen Moxian tilted his head, and said in a low voice: "It's okay to have a hard head anywhere, but just this, the head must be good, and I'm no exception."

Gu Liuxi couldn't help being stared at by her jade-like eyes, she quickly got up and said: "I haven't returned to Xiyuan today, I don't know if senior sister will arrive, I'll go and see first." After speaking, he disappeared in a flash.

Wen Moxian looked outside the door, shook his head, glanced at the rolled up painting, his smile faded again, his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist.Stretching out her hand to draw, she stared blankly for a long time, then picked up the pen again and wrote in the empty space after a long time, this time she drew more slowly, as if the pen in her hand was too heavy.

As the pen was slowly put down, beside the gentle and refined man, there was a portrait of a woman with clear and soft eyebrows and a faint smile, softening the whole picture.

The study room was quiet and silent, and then there were two subtle noises, as if water droplets were falling on the paper, and two groups of faint ink stains were blurred on the woman's front.

With a low murmur, she spit out slowly: "Father, mother, Shang'er still wants Xi'er to be my wife when she grows up, will you accept me?"

After that, there was no more movement, but the gentle faces of the men and women in the painting were still leaning together, with smiles in their eyes.